Dawn of the Croods (2015) s03e06 Episode Script

1 Bom-bom, bom-ba-dum Ma-ma-ma-bom-ba-dum Ba-da-dum Grug! Amber need help! Amber come to meet-thing spot to get Grug leader opinion.
Which hunting rock better? Uh, well, it depends.
Are you looking to bludgeon or pummel? Grug, little help! Help me test these for poisons.
We lost another taster at Gatherer's Garden, and need all tongues on deck.
Sure, hon.
Just let me warm up.
Oh, Grug! I know you're angry at him, Pram, but I can't banish a baby.
- Grug! - Grug, help over here! Grug! Grug! Hey! Help, Grug! - Grug! - Mr.
Crood! Grug! Too many problems, too much walking, not enough Grug.
I need more Grug.
But all you do is lie there all flat, Shadow Grug.
What if you got a better shadow? Hmm.
Interesting idea.
Go on.
Dad, are you okay? Eep, please don't interrupt Shadow Grug.
Yeah, you're right.
Eep would be a great shadow.
So while I was totally out of my gourd berry earlier, I had a genius idea on how we can all get the help we need.
It's called shadowing, okay? Every kid follows an adult's shadow and learns to help with his or her job.
Uh, point of order? What if your job is becoming one with all there is? What if your boss is the wind? Uh, I guess you just do that then.
Eep, you'll be my shadow.
Yes! Shadowing the leader.
So I'm basically like your second-in-command? Sure.
Now, Bulk, you shadow Amber.
Womp, uh, you'll be with Old Man Root.
Oh, Womp's allergic to body hair.
No put Amber daughter with bush person.
I also object to that guy.
Okay, okay! Everybody calm down.
We’ll just make a few swaps.
You move here, and you over here.
Better? Hope so, 'cause I'm not pausing for feedback, so, bye! Aah! Wait! I'm not gonna learn anything from Old Man Root.
Sorry, Eep, but I can't make someone else's kid spend time with that nutball.
I mean, who knows, he could be dangerous.
'Kay? So have fun! Now, who did I end up with? Paired with the big dog.
Woof, woof.
Yeah.
Oh, no.
I didn't! Can't wait to help out my valley leader, and ask him a few questions about Eep.
Just kidding.
I got way more than a few.
What's her favorite animal? How many breaths does she take in a day? If she were a bird, would she be my bird? Mmm.
Oh.
There.
Did you hear it? For the tenth time, hear what? To tell you would ruin the mystery.
We all come from where? Oh, wow! Ugh! Can't you just teach me something useful, like how to hunt? Amber teaching style hands-on.
So keep hands on rock, 'cause Amber throw.
I'm a rock.
Now that's teaching.
Oh, I can teach you about buffalippo droppings.
Mmm.
Wheat grass with just a hint of rotted fruit.
This guy's a foodie.
Ugh! You wildly misunderstood me.
What about gathering? Hmm? Make sure you check the fruit for worms.
They're much better on their own.
Worms aren't for eatin', they're for friendin'.
Aren't they, Marvin? See, worms seem quiet, but up close, they sound like Now, the key to babysitting is, whatever they do, just keep sitting.
They may be babies, but they're sneaky.
I'm on to you.
Gotcha.
Not easy to ignore my sister, but I'm starting to get the hang of Butt cramp! Butt cramp! No.
Never let the baby get the upper butt.
Oh, man.
Everyone is learning something but me.
Even Thunk.
I'm jealous of Thunk! Oh, man, this meet-think spot is sweee almost there ee-eeet.
Sure, but it's way too far from my cave, which is why we're moving it.
Ah.
You got it.
Movin' this big old stone All the way to the fun zone Not the fun zone, Lerk.
Just my cave, which is also not a singing zone, so let's cut the cheeriness and focus on work, okay? Don't you think everything goes easier when you can smile about it? No.
It's just my face.
All right, you know what? Why don't you shadow me from over there? You are the boss, I'll cut across Gee, sure a lot of holes over here.
Keeps things interesting.
Okay, not gonna move this time.
Mind over butt, mind over butt.
Quit it.
You know I'm especially ticklish on my body.
Enough! Do not move.
Mercy.
May look like I'm doin' this for him, but I get a lot out of it, too.
Eep, what is Lerk's deal? She is so happy.
What is wrong with her? Eep, check out who's not under a boulder for once.
Hint it's me.
Yeah, Lerk's really positive.
Once, a spider ant laid eggs in her ear, and she said, "Thanks for the new friends.
" You know, she's the one who should be paired with Old Man Root.
They both got a weird thing for worms.
Oh, is that so? Eep, I have an idea.
All right, Dad.
Uh, are you gonna tell me about it or? Turnin' over a new leaf.
That's a good one.
But seriously, take it one day at a time there, Carl.
Eep, what'd you do? He was only six rings old! Eep Crood, how dare you cut down Old Man Root's big planty thing? Carl is a tree.
I want a new shadow.
Of course.
Sure.
You're coming with me, young lady.
Lerk, you go with shrub person.
Bye, now.
Weird.
Nice to meet ya, My name's Lerk I'm your new shadow, Put me to work Nice tune there, kid.
Sing it backwards so I can find the secret meaning.
Krow ot em tup wodahs wen Mmm.
That's some deep stuff there.
All right, we are gonna move these stinkin' boulders without singing about how great it is.
Great.
I mean Nope.
Talk to the butt 'cause the face ain't listening.
I think we can all agree that shadowing was a huge success.
Yeah, Dad.
Big win.
- Whoo-hoo, yeah! - I didn't hate it.
I'm a rock.
I used to think today was stupid and bad, but thanks to shadowing Never mind.
Here comes a giant worm to make today a disaster again.
Oh! No.
Not without my babies! Well, never seen a butt do that before.
Maybe you do have what it takes.
You hear that, guys? I got what it takes.
All right, Eep, time to get rid of this thing.
Come on.
Think of something! Hide.
Oh, we're worm food.
Whoa, there.
Easy on the doom and gloom, leader man.
Y'all let me fix this.
You're too crazy to fix anything.
Wait.
Old Man Root may be a freak about nature, but maybe he's the nature freak we need.
Yep, this dude lived under the old meet-thing spot.
Uh-huh.
You upset his home.
He also has some unresolved issues with his mom.
Ah.
Um.
Oh.
Uh, but this is about his home.
Oh, great.
Even worms have feelings now.
Cool it.
Your complaining is making it angrier.
We gotta lure him away using happy voices.
Ha ha! Eh? Come on, try it! I guess this can't get any worse.
That's the spirit.
Cheer up, Eep's Dad, Make a worm not mad And cheer up, worm guy, We don't wanna die Life can be rough, But there's so much fun stuff How about we list things, So we don't run out of words to sing? Like a good meal, and then a great fart Or discovering your weirdo friends are really smart Or untangling all your body hair It's my turn? Uh I really like breathing air Doo-doo, doo-doo do More things the giant worms like Well, I'm back to a long commute, but you're right.
It's not as bad with a smile.
No problem is.
You know, he's actually kinda cute.
Oh! Never mind! That's disgusting! Uh, Mom, is my smile okay? I just wanna make a good impression on the "nitting" club.
Relax.
All you do in "nitting" club is pick each other's nits.
And it's really just an excuse to gab.
So say something interesting and you'll be fine.
Got it? So, ahem, all you really need to know about me is, um, yeah, I'm really interesting, you know, because I have so many interests and they are all interesting.
Sounds fascinating.
Can you name one of those, ahem, interests? Um, I, uh I like, uh smash fruit, in moderate amounts.
Might wanna go easy there, Pram.
- Hmph! - See? I'm interesting.
Ooh, did I tell you about my night out clubbing with Bow Chicka Wow Wow? We clubbed so many prey.
I love clubbing, too.
I club chickuna, I club pig rat, pretty much every interesting thing out there.
I'm just clubbin' it.
You sure are good at killing things.
Animals, conversations.
Ugga, would you move a bit? Bit more.
Almost there.
"Nitting" club tough crowd, eh? Uh, no, no.
I wasn't, uh Ugh.
Amber know that pain.
Low branch not so bad.
Give Amber alone space to watch sunset, admire that day's dying sun, and, uh have a good cry.
Ugga wanna cry with Amber? I didn't know what to say, so I just gave a bad excuse and left.
- Really? What'd you say? - Nothing.
I actually shouted the word "Excuse!" and ran.
I don't get it.
Why did the "nitting" club force me out? Simple! You're boring! It's okay.
We've all got something.
Grug's got the face of a bear owl's butt, I'm too gorgeous, Thunk's got that buzztle nest stuck on his head.
The harder I pull, the tighter it gets.
Ugga, you're not boring.
Who cares what some "nitting" club thinks? I do.
I need other people to talk to, since now you're spending so much time leading the valley.
I'm sorry.
I know you guys need me here, but see, everyone in town keeps turning to me with their problems.
Oh, that reminds me, I gotta help Old Man Root cure his gross red rash.
He showed me things I will never unsee.
Ooh! Oh, yeah, I shouldn't say that too loud.
Old Rootsie wouldn't really want anyone to know.
Uh, but I'm sure you'll be fine.
Just be yourself.
Ha! Be yourself? Has he met ya? Spice it up.
So, I wanna apologize for yesterday and let you know my life's actually really, really spicy.
Like, a lot.
Like this jalapeñeapple.
Even the sweat burns.
Be a dear and sweat your way over there.
- A little more.
- Keep going.
Ugh! Why are you treating me like Old Man Root and his disgusting rash? Mm-hmm.
Well, well, I do believe this smash fruit just got juicy.
Do tell.
Um, the rash is red.
And it's everywhere.
Uh, yeah, yeah, I hear all sorts of interesting stuff from my husband, now that he's the leader.
Like did you hear how Munk fell for Teena? And he was, like "Sorry, beautiful lady.
" And she was, like "My pelt is soaked! Aah!" "Heh, you have pretty eyes.
" Then she buried Munk's legs under a crazy heavy boulder.
Now Grug has to carry him everywhere he wants to go.
Teena's still at large.
I knew there was a reason why I excluded her.
Now that's some good dirt, Ugga.
Here, let me get this for you.
No, let me nitpick.
I call dibs on her lice.
Guys, guys, my scalp is crawling with enough bugs to go around.
Grug, honey.
How was your day? Full of juicy, embarrassing new stories, I'm hoping.
I'm, uh, guessing.
Well, this valley's problems are overwhelming, even for a truly, truly great leader like me.
Aw, why don't you tell me all about them, so I can, uh, help you.
That is so thoughtful of you, Mom.
Yep, I got only good intentions.
Now start dishing.
Okay, well, first, there's Baitsy.
Apparently, he wanted rock-hard abs, so guess what he did.
And then he was, like "You have to suffer to be beautiful.
" That is the funniest thing I'll ever hear in my life.
Unless you've got something better? Oh, I am just getting started.
I heard Marm snuck off Old People Island.
Marm was all, like, "See, I'm still young.
Don't abandon me with those geezers.
" "Come on, man, be cool.
Take him!" "I'm Womp.
" Wait.
I've got an even better one.
You know Bud and Crud, those guys totally obsessed with eggs? Well, Crud comes home to discover his brother likes eggs a little too much.
"I'm an ooey-gooey goopy eggie!" "Ahh! Don't come in!" Crud and Grug had to confront Bud about his issues, but he freaked out and hid in a lizvult's nest.
"I'm Womp.
" You're the queen of telling stories about people behind their backs.
You make your mother proud.
So what else have you got? Oh, wait till you hear about Baitsy and his rock-hard abs.
Heard it.
Next.
Oh.
Hey, why doesn't somebody else go? Gran? Oh, I'm not about to follow that.
You got more stories or not? Grug, honey! How was your What happened? Old Man Root happened.
I went to help him with his rash, but he was not happy to see me.
He was all, like, "Grug, you're a great leader.
" Some might say the best leader.
"But why did you tell everyone about my rash?" Then I was, like, "What do you mean?" No, wait, I said it more like this, "What do you mean?" Oh, that is awful.
So, um, how did his rash look, exactly? Ugga, the only person I told about Root was you.
What exactly have you been doing at "nitting" club? Nothing.
I just, ya know, go sip some smash fruit.
Oh, is that what you're calling it? "Go-sip"? Ugga, you can't share secrets about other people like that.
Okay, I'll stop.
And I'm sorry if what I said got you hurt.
Uh, unrelated, you got any problems you wanna talk about? The funnier the better.
You could share secrets about me.
Huh.
A goofy kid with a nest on his head.
"I can do the voice.
" Nah.
That's not gonna cut it.
Please.
I like it when people talk about me.
There's gotta be good dirt to share around here somewhere.
Oh, but all I see are rocks, and not even rocks with secrets.
Want sit with Amber? Sunset start soon.
Perfect time to cry and get all emotion out of nose.
In form of snot.
Come on.
It be our little secret.
Secret Uh, sorry.
Uh, "nitting" club's waiting for me.
I gotta go, bye.
There she is.
Give us some dirt, Ugga, and make it juicy.
Basically, we want mud.
Ooh, I got some muddy mud for you! You all know Amber, right? Well, I just saw her, and she said, "Amber act all tough", but Amber always cry watching sunset like big baby.
Wah.
"Amber have big, drippy boogers.
Wah.
" - Oh, that is rich.
- Oh! Sad little Amber.
And what kind of person has boogers? A very mad one.
Amber trust Ugga.
Is she gonna cry? Amber no cry.
Amber make Ugga cry.
Did you hear about Thunk? Apparently, he ate a whole rainbow.
Oh, he he sure is fun to talk about, Thunk.
I stand by what he what he said.
Amber, I'm sorry.
I only told them about you because otherwise, I have nothing interesting to say.
Nobody cares that I organize my pelts by color or that I vomit at the sight of vomit, or that I have morning breath that could kill a mosquitoad.
Aw, actually, Amber relate to Ugga desire to fit in.
And killer bad breath pretty awesome, not boring.
Amber like knowing things about Ugga.
So do I.
You vomit at the sight of vomit.
I thought only I did that.
And pelts should be organized by color.
Browns go with browns, it just makes sense.
Yes.
I found a torn pelt and am pretty sure it means one of the kids I babysit was eaten by a bear owl.
Uh, I mean, let's just watch the sunset.
It's beautiful! I say it's nice to finally be ourselves, or rather, our shells.
I'll see myself out.
Whoo-oh-oh-oh Ba-dum-dum, ba-dum Whoo-oh, ba-dum-dum ba-dum Whoo-oh, ba-dum-dum Ba-dum-dum, ba-dum Whoo-oh-oh-oh Ba-dum-dum Ba-dum-dum ba-dum